Masy's first year
I was born 6 October 2000 at Evergrace's kennel in Tystberga, Sweden. It was a lovely place to be born in, the house was full of dogs and kids and I was even allowed to pee on the floor. There was no noise of traffic or anything. Really peaceful.
But all that changed on 1 December, when I was 8 weeks old. A woman called Cathy, I think I've met her once or twice before, came and brought me to my new home. First she carried me to the car, a strange thing that moved. Oh, that was scary. Then we drove for an hour and just after we stopped, before we left the car I just had to through up. The car owner didn't appreciate that at all. What a trip...
My new home is in a flat in Stockholm. I will never experience silence again, that's for sure. Sounds everywhere all the time. This was a nightmare the first few weeks, now it doesn't bother me at all. I have turned into a real city girl. All of my siblings have loads of lovely stories to tell of all mischief's they have been up to, but the 'worst' thing I've done is to ruin one of Cathy's shoes. Believe me, after that I will think twice before I chew on anything... Boy, she was angry.
I had my first birthday last week and me and Cathy went to visit my mum and her family.
That was great. I met my brother Norton and Eva's other ridgeback called 'Dacke'. What a hunk, I wouldn't mind meeting him again....
When I came back home Cathy made one of my favourites, pancakes with minced meat in between.
I wonder what will happen when I turn 2?